Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
 
"And I'm going to make you feel so good," he murmured, his hands gripping her thighs, his thumbs stroking the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "So good you'll forget your own name."
 
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
 
His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting himself on her, and she moaned into him, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
 
She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her thigh through his jeans, and her body instinctively arched toward him, seeking more contact.
 
"Look at you," he breathed, pulling back just enough to drink her in.
 
His eyes roamed over her, from her kiss-swollen lips to her heaving chest to the way her hips shifted restlessly beneath him. "So beautiful. So ready. Every inch of you is trembling for me. And you wanted me to stop?"
 
She laughed, a soft, breathless sound that was part defiance, part surrender.
 
"I wanted you to work for it," she said, a wicked smile curving her lips.
 
"And you did. You worked so hard."
 
He laughed too, a low, dark sound that vibrated through her.
 
"I'm not done working."
 
His hands slid up her thighs, his fingers grazing the sensitive skin at the junction of her hips. "I'm just getting started. There are still so many places I haven't tasted, so many sounds I haven't drawn from your lips, so many shivers I haven't earned."
 
He dipped his head, pressing a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and between her breasts.
 
He paused there, pressing his lips to her sternum, feeling her heart racing beneath his mouth.
 
"I want to memorize every inch of you," he murmured against her skin.
 
"I want to know what makes you gasp, what makes you moan, what makes you lose control completely." His hands found her hips, gripping them firmly. "And I'm going to take my time doing it."
 
His fingers traced the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist, the soft swell of her belly.